Everyone has a choice to make and to do or not to do. To feed the good dog or the bad one. Each path has another additional 2 paths to choose from there as well. Each path can either be good or bad. Some people think we don’t have a choice in the matter that there is one road, but no there's not. We have the freedom to choose as we are not puppets. Some things can't be helped that are not part of our choice, when god misses us we go back to him at that time that pre destined time can’t be changed.

That’s a lie if I had prevented you from leaving that morning you would’ve been still here with me.

That’s not true if it didn’t happen this way, I would’ve passed in another way. Our time to leave this body comes when it does. Some might have long lives, others shorter it depends on if we did what we needed to do. 

If you did finish everything, then why are you still here? She asked in an unreadable face.

Because I missed you just as you missed me. Even though you couldn’t see me I was here. When you sometimes smelled musk that came out of nowhere it was proof I was near. I was there by your side when you lost them, I was there. Even when you were working and when your colleagues were gossiping behind your back and you ignored it I was there and I was furious at them treating you that way. Though you might not be able to see me, smell me, to feel my touch, or even talk to me I’ll still be there. I will wait for when it is time for you to come but my dear understand I don’t want you to come not like this so please rest and wake up, feel the warmth of the sun shining on you, the gentle wind that whisps around and enjoy the fresh air and feel the gentle rain or snow that falls on your face, your hair, and your body. It’s time to let that frozen heart of yours, warm up. You need to let time start flowing for you again.

You don’t understand how hard it has been to lose you. Everything reminds me of you. I love you and I don’t think I can move on from this. It's too hard and tiring. I'm so exhausted I can’t handle this anymore.

You can handle this, my little Oriana. It’s time to move on. There is someone who can help you feel complete. It’s okay to move on. I love you and I will wait for you and when it is time we will meet again when the time is right. I can’t stand watching this. This isn’t you, you're cheerful and patient. You are sweet and funny, and so caring. That is you and will always be you even deep down from all of the locks you put on your heart it’s still there. It’s time to open your heart once more and come back to yourself; not this miserable, depressed, and angry girl. This isn’t you and I want to see you become yourself again and be happy and free. 

How can you ask me to meet another man when I love you and want to be with you? Selena started getting teary eyed feeling as if she had been stabbed in her heart.

I understand how hard it is; but I don't want this for you. You are beautiful inside and out and I made you so miserable. It might be hard but think of it this way, what if I were in your shoes you were gone and I was left alone and became miserable and angry? Wouldn’t you want to see me go back to myself and to be loved even if it’s not you but someone who you know would cherish me; maybe not like you but cherishes me in a way that is good and wants good for me? Adam thought briefly before responding carefully. 

Of course I would, but that doesn’t change the fact that I need you. I only love you. 

You can also find you can love another. It might take time but that is okay. I know it hurts now but I promise you it’ll get easier. I know there's a lot of things that remind you of me; that means it’s time for a change, time to get rid of the old and replace the items with something new that will be just for you. Take my clothes out of the closet, donate it to someone who can make use of it instead of collecting dust, and sell my collection of baseball cards. You can get a good amount and use that to start making changes here.

But this is what I have that is yours, I couldn’t possibly get rid of it.

My dear Oriana, please understand it’s not you getting rid of it, rather someone will find good use of this and appreciate it like how I did and how you cherish it. It is okay, it’s time for a change and to start anew I want your happiness and serenity above all else. 

As Selena and Adam talked on and off about different subjects reminiscing about the past the candle drew closer and closer to burning out. Selena, noticing this and not wanting to waste what little time she had left with him, decided to ask a question she longed to know the answer to.

Adam, why is it that you always call me Oriana? 

Adam, amused about this question, started chuckling to himself. I always wondered why you never asked me about this, at one point I thought you already figured it out. We always read different books and always had such long and lengthy discussions as we were both fascinated about different eras, their art work, their fashion, their stories and poetry. When I first met you in high school you had a cute blonde curly short hair that was noticeable sure but that wasn't what caught my attention. Your shy smile, your startling green eyes that reminded me of spring shine so brightly. The way you were kind to everyone, and protected other students from bullies even if it meant you got in trouble in the process. You were blinding. I loved the warmth you had and the kindness you showed. You were always there for others and for me I was drawn to you. To me who wasn’t popular and often read books and studied by myself you reached out and talked to me. You wanted me to fit in, you wanted me to enjoy my time there and I did when I spent it with you. I was so nervous when I confessed to you my feelings and felt ecstatic when you had the same feelings as me. You grinned a beautiful grin that could’ve melted me, you made me happy, so happy like a child enjoying the sun. Your warmth, the way you didn’t care to fit in, not minding looking like a tomboy as you always preferred having fun over trying to keep your hair and makeup perfect. You were so bright like the sun. When I found out your appreciation for the previous eras and admiration of the old times it made sense that your nickname should be fitting of how you are. Oriana in Latin means dawn. It made sense to me as you were the first thing I knew I would hope to see every morning and I knew my feelings would still be the same.

Astonished by this answer Selena smiled as tears fell. So that's why you always called me that. I would’ve never known how deep of a meaning you had about this. It makes me cherish that name all the more. Selena said feeling overwhelmed from the happiness of his answer but saddened knowing she wont see him again.

As Selena was being held by Adam she knew this night will be one she won’t forget. She knew this would be her final farewell until it was finally her true time to leave again. She knew it was time to get rid of everything she held unto; time to clean up the house and fix it up and make major changes to how she has been living for the past 3 years. Selena wanting to spend her last night with her lover she reached for a kiss which turned into a passionate night filled with nothing but their true emotions, their longing and pure love. Before the candle went out.